THe wing he managed to snag was ice cold. She wasn't shivering, but the pond was still icing up from the panicked clone.

"Ow!" Fred you happen to have the wing with two decent sized bullet holes in it. At least they hit the wings not her. Though her splashing did stop somewhat, she was trying not to pull whomever had her in with her. Wouldn't do to freeze someone trying to help. "They're still jerkcicles right?"